A short writing exercise, for practice:
Hoping to get a smile, maybe even a laugh, from the lady; I told her the story of my youth and the revolution. She graced me with a little smile, like one gives the mentally infirm when uncertain of what to do or say. Looking me in the eye she whispered one word; "Flagrante". I fainted. As my head hit the floor, the last thing I heard was her laugh; the sweet sound of success!
Copyright D.Smith 2010
About Me
- Don
- In No Special Order - I'm Nothing If Not Random. Wannabe writer, Honorary Brit, 10 year Army Vet, scared of heights but I overcome, Drink? Yes, Smoke? NO, My mind writes checks that my body finds increasingly difficult to cash, an incurable romantic, I have very few friends but I'd give my life for them - still need 3 more to carry the damn box when the time comes - the position of Lady in fishnets & spike heels carrying a single rose to follow the coffin is taken, Bushmills 1608? Hell Yes! A decent Cabernet Sauvignon - Oh Hell Yes! (in a pinch, even an indecent one), Love fly fishing for trout, decent pistol shot, excellent with a rifle., second favorite indoor activity is reading ;) I'll flirt at the drop of a hat but I scare easily so be gentle. I'll add more when I think of it
1 comment:
Oh this is great. So much in so few words. And perfect for someone who flirts at the drop of a hat:))
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